Thursday, December 18, 2003

an old poem

---common cold

Basking in the glory of my health
I couldnt see you coming with the wind
You made love with me
And you made me weak
You made me cold when i wanted heat
I loved you when you stirred me deep
But i hated you when you made me sleep
I never tried to drug you out
Not even when you stifled my throat
And smothered my sound with your love
But once you said its time to part
And you pushed me back to my solitude

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